Lin Ruoxi asked without hesitation, "Good friends?"
Gu Muxue slowly shook her head, but she noticed Lin Ruoxi's eyes unconsciously cast downward.
A sudden pang of pain struck her heart. 'Is Lin Ruoxi this desperate to be my friend?'
"What if I went back to being Xiaorui's girlfriend?" Gu Muxue said, tilting her head.
A flash of joy lit up Lin Ruoxi's eyes. "Have you forgiven him?"
If Gu Muxue was willing, Xue Rui would be so happy. And if Xue Rui was happy, she would be happy.
Gu Muxue pouted. "I said *if*."
Lin Ruoxi bit her lip. From what Xue Rui had told her, when Gu Muxue said "if," it meant things would soon become reality.
"Enemies," Gu Muxue said coldly.
The light faded from Lin Ruoxi's eyes. That one word—"enemies"—dragged her back to a cold reality. Her breathing grew ragged, and her small hands clutched desperately at the hem of her clothes.
'That's right... Someone as proud and difficult as Gu Muxue would never agree to share Xue Rui with me...'
